84. Han Feng

At the sound of knocking, Yimo and Qin Muse both tensed up.

Yimo grabbed Qin Muse's hand and shook her head at her, muttering as quietly as a mosquito, "Don't open the door..."

"Ignore it."

Yimo briefly surveyed the room the two of them were staying in.

It was a very cramped studio apartment, with only a bathroom and no kitchen. It was at most 30 square meters.

In a place like this, if the person outside wanted to attack them, there'd be nowhere to hide. It was extremely dangerous!

Qin Muse understood at once and nodded.

Knock, knock, knock-knock, knock, knock!

The knocking continued. Qin Muse gently moved Yimo's hand aside and cautiously walked to the door, then looked up.

It was a particularly old-style door, fairly tall, with a section of wire mesh and glass at the very top.

Qin Muse slowed her movements, stepped onto the shoe cabinet, and cautiously looked outside through the upper section. Then she quickly pulled her head back and shook it at Yimo, probably meaning that everything was fine.

A little over a minute later, after the knocking stopped, Qin Muse returned to Yimo's bedside and whispered, "NPC."

"Carrying a bunch of flyers. Handing out ads?"

Yimo frowned. "Are they... cough, cough, cough... just handing out ads?"

"Or do they have another purpose..."

"We have to prepare for the worst in everything..."

"If the Nightmare takes over, then all the NPCs will be extremely dangerous. It's best not to interact with anyone."

"Considering where we are, if we really have to wait out the game, the fully enclosed rooftop would be the safest place to hide."

"But..."

"I still want to kill Suger..."

Yimo took out the Revolver and pushed it toward Qin Muse. "You can use it."

Qin Muse pushed the